I haven't been around lately. I've been doing clinicals for school, working as much as I can handle, my mom went downhill really fast and passed away in March, and I haven't been able to move in a non-painful way for months. I'm not complaining about any of that (at least right now). I am complaining about stepping on a loose vent cover. This would probably be fine for most people. I am not most people. My foot dislodged the whole cover sending my foot all the way into the vent and toppling me over onto the floor, without half a second to catch myself. This would be (mostly) fine if I was not 30 weeks pregnant. I did all the good things. I went to L&D. I truthfully told them exactly what happened. I let them monitor me for however long they felt like it. Then I refused pain meds because I was mostly fine except for a bruised ankle. I am a genius. Fast-forward to now. I think the ankle is only bruised, but my pelvis appears to be out of order and I have little range of motion in my right shoulder. I'm pissed at myself, I'm more than a little worried, and I'm trying to figure out what I will do with this semester's clinicals if I did something bad to myself. I cut it really close as it is. My semester ends when I am 37 weeks and I have nursing shifts scheduled until 36. My two year old just had surgery and I am supposed to be taking care of her. Instead I am pretending to do homework but I am really complaining on the internet while eating rolos. I am done complaining now- at least for the moment.